bismillah. bon appétit. いただきます. afiyet olsun.

and they were two starving people that were filet mignon for each other.

killed myself for the 8th time.

death.

ok. i did die at 19. im just going to accept reality at this point. it has been 11 years of walking around as a zombie now.

street wise hercules.

self control.

breathe in blood. remember to exhale.

this ramadan i have learned that i can be an evil genius mastermind without shaitaan's help.

7 cups of tea

grad school has officially made me unbalanced. i need a mental health intervention utilizing innovative technology. and goat eating a taco, why are you waving at me?

phew

2015

this is my first post of the new year. holla. and im taking an advanced graphic design class during my last term of grad school. yeah baby.